Cedar Jumper, CJC Odac-er
I like dinosaurs, jellybeans, robots and girls.
Never regret anything,
Because at one point, it was exactly what you wanted.
Sometimes dreams are the only thing that keeps us alive ☆
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
This is the "African" song that Zunairah was singing yesterday. Dude, it's perfect English -.- But it's still nicer than Singapore's stupid YOG cheer song anyway.
School today consists of
(i) 4S spending free period stealing off school's WiFi and going onto Stomp to watch the video of that 15-year-old Voguelicious member assaulting his schoolmate in the lift. Ouch.
(ii) Zunairah, Hanis and I smuggling in ice-cream into the library. Twice.
(iii) Mass study session on the second-floor library. Atikah got violent on me and she ripped the button off my blouse in the process -.-
A reminder to 4S : Hi, our classroom is air-conditioned, remember? So please stop farting in class as the rate of diffusion is higher. Thanks.
My tutor gave me a star sticker yesterday because he said that my differentiation worksheet was very well done. And he was genuinely proud of me. What does he think I am, 6? Wtf.
Okay, I know I'm gonna regret saying all this later but I'm just gonna say it. I love my friends more than I love myself, but sometimes I really hate them. Especially you. Stop thinking that the whole fucking world revolves around you because honey, wake up, it isn't. Stop thinking you're right all the time and that only your opinions matter. My opinions are way better than yours, yet I'm conservative enough to keep it to myself. I know I'm not as clever or pretty or cooler as you, but fuck it I don't need you to consistently rub it in my face. I feel as if our friendship is based purely on competition. Even when I told you my biggest problems, problems that I'm too embarrassed or scarred to share with anyone else, you just carelessly toss them aside, deeming your own fucking minute problems bigger than mine. And you question why I don't tell you stuff? This is why. Why should I bother even telling you when I know that you're not gonna care anyway. I have feelings too and why must it always be about you? Fuck, get a life. You're gonna regret it once I give my shit to you. But I'm only holding it back because you're my good friend. Stop vying for attention and stop wanting people to notice you because I personally think that it's lame. And if you were really my true friend, you wouldn't blackmail my feelings. It took a whole lot of guts to admit those things to you and I was deeply remorseful about it. Fuck you, and now you're gonna use it against my better weakness? I know that after I get myself together sooner or later, I will look back at all this and shun myself for being so petty and I know that I don't really mean all this that I've said. But at this very moment, where my anger is getting the better of me, fuck you bxtch, fuck you.
I feel liberated, now. I know I don't mean it, but seriously, I don't give a flying fuck anymore.
Syu : "Do you know why the Proboscis monkey is only endangered, and not extinct yet?"
She's got some secrets she hoped they'd keep keeping,
but those secrets aren't hers anymore.
She's the talk of the town now,
since words got out that she's been around,
and that her friends left her for dead and said,
it's nothing personal,
we've got an image to protect.
